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Volume 2 Tianwu Fengyun Chapter 636 He is a loser

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    (Owed two hundred and eighteen updates,) "Thank you, Ya'er." Ling Yun stroked Ya'er's little head lovingly, and looked at the latter's eyes as if seeing Nangong Xue'er, but at this time, there was something inside  Contains some other emotions. ??????? Is it missing, guilt, or worry.  Are they okay?  Ling Yun¡¯s thoughts were in turmoil and it was difficult to calm down.  Ya'er squinted her eyes, raised her little head, and accepted Ling Yun's touch. Her little mouth seemed to be covered with honey, showing a sweet smile.  "By the way, big brother, you are so dirty. It's time to wash up. The hot water is ready. Ya'er will take you there." Ya'er held Ling Yun's big hand with her small hands and said with a smile, a pair of black  Her ponytail swayed on her shoulders, giving off an air of youth.  Looking at the energetic girl in front of him, Ling Yun gradually broke away from the sadness. Those worries were also left behind by him. The childish face that had faded revealed a gentle smile: "Ya'er, big brother.  Brother, I will listen to you." As he spoke, his right hand touched his little head again. His smooth black hair had been twisted into a chicken coop, but Ya'er didn't care at all.  , there is still a sweet smile on the little face.  Ya'er was as happy as a little butterfly, pulling Ling Yun and jumping back, and soon she saw the three small bamboo houses.  In front of the small bamboo house, the old man sat on a stone, holding a wine gourd in his hand, drinking heavily. This was an indispensable thing for him after a meal. Apart from Ya'er, he was the most indispensable person in his life.  It's what's in your hands.  When he saw Ya'er happily pulling Ling Yun towards her, an inexplicable meaning flashed through her turbid eyes, but it was quickly hidden. She picked up the wine gourd in her hand and drank heavily.  "Grandpa, look, I brought my eldest brother back. He is fine now, hehe." Walking in front of the old man, Ya'er raised Ling Yun's right hand and smiled happily at the old man.  Indeed, if it weren¡¯t for her, Ling Yun might not have been able to break away from his sadness so easily. It was her innocence that infected Ling Yun.  "It's good to be back, it's good to be back." The old man reassured his beloved, cast his turbid eyes at Ling Yun, trembled his white beard, and suddenly smiled: "Young man, your body is fine." "This old man actually  He is a seventh-level Martial Master." When Ling Yun was not close to the old man, he sensed the powerful aura emanating from the old man's body from a distance. Although the old man hid it well, under the detection of his half-step Martial Master's mental power.  , is still evident.  Although he was surprised by the old man's cultivation, Ling Yun also judged that the old man had no ill intentions towards him, otherwise he would not have brought him back.  "Thank you, old man, for saving me. The boy is fine." Ling Yun bowed and saluted, and replied respectfully.  In the old man's mind, the young man in front of him, who was only twenty years old, was far superior to him in cultivation. However, the latter was not proud of his talent because of this. It did change his view of Ling Yun, and at the same time he felt relaxed.  Come down.  He was not willing to harm Ya'er because of the young man in front of him.  At the same time, he was also shocked that Ling Yun could recover from his injuries in such a short period of time, but he didn't think much about it. The young man in front of him was an incredible existence to him.  "Ya'er, your eldest brother is hungry, go and make him something to eat." The old man suddenly said to Ya'er.  Hearing this, Ya'er reacted and blinked her beautiful big eyes: "Yes, big brother must be hungry, Ya'er went to make some food for him." "Brother, wait a minute, Ya'er  It will be ready soon." Ya'er looked at Ling Yun and said with a sweet smile.  Ling Yun nodded, stretched out his left hand, touched the girl's delicate little nose with his index finger, and chuckled: "Go, Ya'er, let me try your craft." In fact, Ling Yun is only two years older than Ya'er.  However, Ya'er was too petite and only reached Ling Yun's shoulders, so Ya'er regarded Ling Yun as her elder brother, and Ling Yun did not deny it.  He likes this innocent little girl very much. He can find the shadow of Nangong Xueer in this girl.  Ya'er liked Ling Yun's intimate gestures towards her very much. She smiled sweetly and ran away happily, walking into a small bamboo house on the right.  Seeing Ya'er leaving, the old man looked at Ling Yun and suddenly smiled: "You like Ya'er very much, right?" Ling Yun also knew that the old man moved away from Ya'er because he had something to say to him, and he also vaguely guessed that the old man wanted to do something to him.  What to say, but he was still a little surprised by this question, but he still nodded gently.He nodded: "Ya'er is very well-behaved and cute. I like her very much." This liking is the brother's liking for his sister. The old man naturally understands.  The old man stared at Ling Yun's dark eyes and continued: "Ya'er has lost her parents since she was a child. She is a poor child. I don't want her to get any harm, so she lives in seclusion here." Ling Yun nodded.  .  The old man said: "I know you are not an ordinary person, and I can also see that you are not a bad person, but I don't want your appearance to affect Ya'er. Do you understand what I mean?" Silence.  Ling Yun did not immediately answer the old man's words, and the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.  After a long time, Ling Yun raised his head, looked at the old man sitting on the stone in front of him, and said calmly: "Old man, I know what to do." After the words fell, his calm eyes suddenly dimmed.  His heart hurts, it hurts.  But no one knows.  He completely lost the game with Tianzun.  He couldn¡¯t imagine what the future would be like.  "Hey." The old man sighed softly, picked up the wine gourd on his right, took a deep sip, and then threw it towards Ling Yun: "I know you have a sad past, maybe you can vent it for a while.  It will make you feel better." The old man only thought that Ling Yun was trapped by the word "love" and had no idea what he was carrying.  He is a loser, he is not qualified to tell others about his past.  Ling Yun took the bottle of wine and took a swig, hoping to numb himself with alcohol.  Ya'er has already cooked the food. The sumptuous dishes are placed one by one on the bamboo table in front of the house. The rich fragrance fills the air, attracting countless flying spiritual beasts to hover in the sky.  The energy in Ling Yun¡¯s body has been exhausted and there is no energy support. He needs to eat just like ordinary people.  Ling Yun sat at the table, drinking wine, crying, and eating the food cooked by Ya'er bite by bite.  Ya'er, who was sitting opposite him, could clearly feel the sad aura emanating from his body, and her little nose couldn't help but feel sour.
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